Ava's POV
Everything here is dead. The sky is red, the grass is burnt, the air is thick with fire. There is no one here that i know of. Where is Jason? The last time i saw him we were in the middle of a battle, we were winning, me and Jemmy were talking then there was some screaming and i was here. Maybe im dead? Would i know if i were dead? My body is covered in a long white gown despite the surroundings of the land. My long black hair is not straight anymore, but free and bouncy with lively curls.
Ive been walking around for what feels like forever. Time seems to have no end here. Does anyone care that im missing? Who won the battle?
I feel beaten and tired. Sitting on the dead grass i listen to the sound of burning and crunching leaves. My fingers find themselves playing with my curls curiously. Fangs are being shown, yet im not hungry anymore. The fire around me dissapears and the sky darkens even more. Eyes scanning the sky for any movement, but only rain pours down. Now i dont know if its tears or rain that is falling down my cheeks, i dont know what to do. Im alone. Dread falls onto me heavily and i lay my head on my knees and begin to cry. The world seems so dead and dry, how am i even breathing right now? Oh, thats right. Im never going to breath again.
"1." A minute goes by. "20" Minutes tick on by. "45" Almost an hour. "59" I give up counting. Suddenly the rain lifts up and the sky begins to get lighter. The grass comes back green and beautiful, oxygen fills the air. Lilacs cover the ground with more and more flowers all around me. Water from the rain drips from my clothes and hair slowly, but those things matter nothing to me. What matters now...is the man standing directly in front of me. Memories flood through my mind painfully fast. Falling to the ground i feel hands rubbing my back.
"Dont worry about the pain baby, youll be okay in a few minutes." My daddy said. My fangs were comming in and they were hurting me really bad. Daddy says that my taste for blood will come a little bit after that. "But daddy it hurts." My child self says. Even in that time my hair was long and black, but unlike now my hair looks curly. My eyes are a light shade of blue with a glint of green. My daddy smiles at me kindly and i hold my mouth with my hands as if trying to squeeze the pain away. "I know it hurts Avalon, you are going to feel pain a lot in the future. You are going to feel a lot of pain right now. I cant help in some of those things but i will help you every single time i can. Im sorry Ave. I love you. Youre fangs comming in is nothing compared to the future. I cannot change." Daddy held me in his arms hiding my small figure.
At that time i had no idea what he was talking about, it was like he had gotten off of track about what he was saying. Now i understand. I look up into the eyes of my father. His eyes were an icy blue, skin as white as paper, smile as kind as i remember now. "Daddy?" I ask standing up now. Hesitantly my legs inch towards the man who i think is my father. This man could be trying to trick me. No, i wont let anyone trick me into something like that. My mind and heart says i would know my father when i see him, when i hear his voice, when i hear his heartbeat. He smiles at me and nods. "Its been a long time baby. Hows your mum? I know she must be as beautiful as i remember. You look so grown up."
His voice made me smile and i knew that at that moment i would treasure this forever. "Daddy!" I yelled running to my father and throwing my arms around him, tears falling down my face with joy. My father is here with me, im not alone, he's back. Father's arms tightened around my frame and warm tears cascaded down his face also, it has been too long since i have seen him. Too long since i have seen my father. "Ive missed you so much daddy." I whispered into his black shirt. His blonde hair shined brightly in the sun. Father didnt reply but i felt him smile. "Ive found my mate. His name is Jason, he's a werewolf daddy. He is the Alpha of his pack. Jemmy found her mate too even though she is human, oh yeah Jemmy is my bestfriend. Her mate is a werewolf also. His name is Henry." My father spoke not a word, but led me into a meadow. His hands were cold, too cold for even a vampire. "Daddy why are you not talking to me?" I ask while he keeps holding my hand, leading me down towards a pond. The pond was in the middle of the ,meadow, a single lily pad floating from side to side on the water.
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Death And Love {Book 1}
WerewolfAvalon Moore has just turned eighteen and goes to sleep that night getting ready for Monday. What happens when Avalon wakes up that morning with a new surprise she was not expecting?